Living with Carnivores

A vegetarian human's adventure with cats

Category: Affection

The Watcher

This is Caesar. He’s on watcher patrol.  That means he’s sitting in the human’s office staring at her. Occasionally he walks over and head-butts her legs or stands up and puts his big Caesar paws on the edge of her desk. He’s already had a brushing and a freeze-dried raw meat snack.  However, he hopes he can encourage her to cough up some additional food if he just practices eyeball juju hard enough.



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Mac and Caesar were laying in opposite directions as if working to cross-purposes. Of course, it wasn’t long before a big Caesar paw was holding Mac still while the Emperor gave her a bath.



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I Double-Dare You to Mess with My Fur!

It’s been ridiculously hot (95-97 F/35-36 C) for many days.  Of course, a few days before that it was unseasonably cold (68 F/20 C). The weather’s been crazily alternating between too cold and too hot for weeks. And in between it rains…a lot. And it’s always very muggy once the temperature starts to climb. The meows lie around like little rags looking as miserable as the human feels.  You’d think they’d spend their time downstairs where it’s at least 15 degrees cooler, but not so.  And at night, they cuddle right up against the hot human. Since they’re shedding like crazy despite daily brushing, all that excess fur gets stuck to the human’s skin. <<Yuck! I love you guys, but can’t you move just an inch away from my side?>> The human should be happy they want to be close to her.  Of course, when the human walks upstairs to check on the meows, she gets the hairy eyebrow from Caesar. <<Don’t you dare touch my fur in this heat or I’ll be forced to stop being the nice guy!>> The human takes pity on the hot cat and leaves him alone…except for the annoying camera that is. A kitty has to expect a little bit of attention in this house…especially when he looks so cute.




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Belly Scratch

Pepe likes attention.  He really likes to have his belly scratched or petted or kissed or pretty much anything at all…until he doesn’t. If the human walks in and he’s laying on the bed — remarkably often flat on his back with his legs in the air — then he wiggles around as the human walks by begging for attention.  Let’s be honest, it’s really hard to resist.  And when the human does manage to resist for a few minutes to get some pics, Pepe seems puzzled that his best efforts to be cute and attract attention are failing him.  Fortunately, he doesn’t hold a grudge, and the human usually is unable to resist petting him or kissing his tummy for long. 


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Cats’ Life

The human’s 2-legged friends used to say they wanted to be reincarnated as her pets. (It’s an unfair rumor that the human spoils her furry friends.) In actuality, the 4-leggeds do have a pretty good life here, even if they don’t think so themselves. (What cat is totally satisfied with his/her surroundings?) They have cushy furniture to sprawl on and all the fleece blankets they could ever want or need.  They have the love and adoration of the human. They have the company of good friends, plus the eats here are pretty primo too.  For now, they’ll keep their human and their house.


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Look Who’s Behaving!

Can it be that Pepe, the ADHD kitty, is actually sitting quietly and keeping his own counsel? Hmm, the human probably doesn’t want to know what mischief he’s planning.



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Sassy-Faced Sissy Bird

The human got scolded roundly today.  All 5 of the meows took turns mobbing her in her office demanding food. Mind you, the human was on the phone and there was food upstairs — just not to their liking — plus the human had given most of them snacks 15 minutes earlier (although clearly not enough). When the 2-legged took a break and walked out into the living room, Macaroni started sassing loudly and frequently. Unfortunately, it wasn’t bright enough for the camera’s lens to capture the Smirking One in full oral complaint.  By the time the image was shot, that little upturned face with wide-open mouth was facing down again. Nonetheless, this will give you an inkling of the 10 minutes of sass the human heard and saw from that kitty.




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Scrubber in Chief

This is Caesar, the scrubber in chief of our household.  He never met a fur coat that he felt was sufficiently clean (or dry)….such as Macaroni’s here.Any and all of the other meows must be prepared at any time to submit to a washing administered by The Emperor.  If  they don’t submit willingly, he grabs them with those big Caesar paws and holds them down while he scrubs and scrubs. It’s kind of like meeting the Borg. Resistance is futile. You will be assimilated (or at least thoroughly washed)!



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Fireball Cuddles with his Blankets

Here’s Fireball zonked out in the space between his kitty bed and the blankets he’s peeled back.  First, he digs, then he slides under, next he mixes and sings, and last he sleeps. The blankets don’t do him a lot of good most days — at least in terms of staying warm. The human suspects he has another agenda and the blanket pile is a stand-in for his mother’s soft belly. Or perhaps this is the kitty version of a supported Bharadvaja twist.


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Tiger Boy Cuddles

Here are the sweet Tiger Boys all snuggled up in a kitty bed with limbs and tails a tangle.Big Caesar has his big paw wrapped around his little “brother” Fireball.  Fireball has his prehensile tail all curled up and is enjoying being close to his adored best friend.  Not only does Caesar keep him warm and safe, but he grooms Fireball to boot. So glad these kitties are best buds. While they may not be biologically related, they have lived together for 8-1/2 years — 6 of them here — and they adore each other. That’s not to say they don’t get into tussles and rumbles. They’re quite noisy when they race through the house with the Emperor loudly chasing a squeaking, chirping Baby Comet.



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